Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 81597 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81597 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
He climbed off me and hooked his arms under my knees, raising my legs. Hooking them over his shoulders, I ripped off the condom while he rolled one on himself, then I started pumping my dick into my fist at the same time he entered me. He started off slowly, easing in and out of me and moaning into the air. Lenny’s hand came into view, waving to the left and wordlessly asking us to shift slightly. So, tucking his hands under my arse, Gio moved us a little, gaining us a thumbs-up from Lenny.
“You feel so good in my arse,” I grated, tightening my legs around his neck. “So fucking good.” Personally, even though I’m British, I think ass sounds… I don’t know… sexier on screen, but Ivan had a thing for my accent and asked if I minded sticking to the word arse when I shot my first scene. “Shit, Paul. Fucking fuck me.”
Knowing it was time to start closing the scene, I gripped my fingers tighter around my dick and started jerking myself off with only one goal in mind.
“Ah shit… I’m gonna… come,” I rasped through gritted teeth, yanking my hand roughly up and down my cock. It only took a few more seconds before I exploded, shooting jets of hot cum all over my chest and under my chin.
Gio pulled out of me, immediately discarding his condom and tugging at his dick which was pointing towards my arse hole. Even though I’d already come, I continued stroking my cock up and down, for effect mainly, milking every last drop of cum from myself.
“Oh yeah,” Gio moaned. “Yes, yes, oooooh fuck yes!” In that moment I reached out and cupped his tight balls as he shot his load all over my arse, panting heavily. I smiled up at him and he leaned down over me, lapping up droplets of my cum as he made his way up to my mouth to kiss me. Then, after another thumbs-up from Lenny, we high-fived each other and got up from the bed to clean ourselves up.
“Hey, Ry?” Ivan called as I made my way to the dressing rooms, completely naked and smelling like sweat and spunk.
“What’s up?”
“I want you to head up the auditions with me tomorrow. You good with that?”
“Um, sure,” I agreed, feeling a little proud of myself. The fact Ivan wanted my opinion was quite an honor, not to mention the fact I would get a say in who succeeded in getting a shot at an audition scene. “I’d love to. What time?”
“Four. Be here an hour or so before so we can go through the list.”
“No probs, boss,” I said, waving behind me as I headed for the shower.
“Great scene by the way!” he called after me. Raising my hand above my head I gave him a thumbs-up, nodding to myself as I agreed that it was going to make a fucking hot scene.
“Hey, Ry?” Gio called after me as I made my way to my car. “Wanna hit up Jewel with us tonight?”
“Sure. Count me in,” I replied without hesitation, never one to miss a night of alcohol, pot and dark-room blowjobs. “What time?”
“Doesn’t matter.” He shrugged. “We’ll be there all night.”
“Cool. Catch you later, G.”
Now I had my evening planned I headed back to my apartment, crashed in bed for a couple of hours, then took a long bath and got changed for the night. Once I was just about ready to go I phoned Sawyer’s place to see if they were in yet. I assumed they weren’t when I was greeted by his answering machine so I shot him a text instead, letting him know I’d stop by in the morning. It’d been too long since I’d seen him and the rest of the guys, and now he was comfortable with his sexuality I couldn’t freakin’ wait to introduce him to LA’s gay nightlife. He’d either bloody love it, or run away screaming after being mentally scarred for life.
I caught a cab to Jewel, arriving just before ten PM. Gio was there with his boyfriend, Sam, along with a handful of others from the studio. Taylor waved me over to where they were dancing and in the short time it took me to reach them I’d already been groped by two different guys. I fucking loved this life.
“About time, bitch!” Taylor greeted, kissing me on the cheek. Besides Gio, Taylor was probably one of the closest friends I’d made here. We shared the same love of fashion and music and he was almost as big a slut as I was. He was cute too – a couple of inches taller than me with olive skin, piercing blue eyes, and right now he was sporting flashes of pink through his bangs. “Grab a glass!” he sang over the music, pointing towards the pitcher of cloudy pink liquid on the table behind us. Rubbing my hands together, I walked over and poured myself a glass, letting the night officially commence.